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Author's Note: By request, more Will! More Will / Elizabeth! More Will! Absolutely no Jack in this chapter! Much to my dismay.. don't worry, he'll wake up next chapter. Man needs his beauty rest. But the plot thickens a lot here, so that's good, eh?
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Once again, it was the streams of light that made their way through various holes that told Elizabeth it was day. The sun shone down on her face, causing her to open her eyes. A glance was cast at either side, and she noticed that her two companions still slept. Deciding that she should do the same while it was still possible, she closed her eyes again, but it was no use. When she'd given up on going back to sleep, Will finally stirred.
"You awake?" She spoke into the shadow, really unable to see whether he was just changing positions or not. A sleepy, "Mhm.." was her answer, and she slid over next to him.
"Good morning.." Will sounded as if he was still half way asleep, and Elizabeth felt a bit guilty for speaking to him.
"Are you feeling better?" She jumped right into the main question on her mind. Hopefully a good nights rest did him some good, it wasn't a long journey from Tortuga to Isla de Muerta, and so everyone would need to be in fighting condition as soon as possible.
"I can move without feeling like I'm going to die.. so that's a plus.." He offered a small smile, the pain that had been in his eyes since his capture had lessened.
"Thank God for small favors." Elizabeth said simply.
Will opened his mouth to answer in agreement, but was interrupted by Jack mumbling to himself as he slept. Both parties could have sworn they heard something along the lines of 'kill that bastard again..' and exchanged worried glances. From one dark corner to another it was difficult to see, only the faded ends of Jack's dirty red bandana told them who was sharing the cell.
"How's he doin'?" The concern Will had for his friend was touching, in Elizabeth's eyes.
"He'll survive.. always does." She whispered, trying to not wake the subject of their conversation, "I patched him as best I could, after you fell asleep.."
"Does patching up always include goodnight kisses?" For a man who was obviously aware that his almost wife had offered a kiss, innocent as it was, to another man, Will was suprisingly calm. He was even smiling, a wicked smile, Elizabeth decided.
"Oh, Will," She shook her head, "He was beaten and pathetic looking," No, not the right thing to say, he might think it was something more than it was, "he was only kidding... and you were supposed to be asleep."
"I know he was.." His tone turned serious for a moment, "but I also know that if you don't believe that he'd take full advantage of whatever affection you offer .. then you need to study more about pirates."
"I know.."
But he'd never push, she reminded herself of the island, and most other pirates would. She wouldn't point out that misconception to Will, it really wasn't worth it. She'd never told him of the events on the island, for whatever reason. In her mind, it was because she didn't fancy telling him that Jack had come on to her, but that didn't make much sense. Still, there was something that kept her from sharing it. That was her night of freedom, and maybe that was the real reason she kept it to herself, it was just hers. And Jack's. Marooned, with a good chance of dying, yet she'd never been as free in her entire life. Miles away from civilization and any rules at all. Even though it didn't seem to be a serious problem, she quickly apologized to Will anyway, just in case.
"You're not terribly angry with me, are you?"
The smile reappeared on Will's face, and he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"No..of course not." He hesitated, and then turned his eyes towards the sleeping Jack, "Just don't forget, that, good man or not, he is still a man, and you," Attention was turned back to Elizabeth, "are you still a beautiful woman."
She nodded, mentally adding that Jack was an attractive man. For further reassurance, she covered the hand that was resting on her shoulder with her own, and leaned in and pressed her lips to his. He wrapped his arms around her small frame and deepened the kiss, but before things could go any further, they heard the cell door creak open.
"Ahem.."
Releasing Elizabeth, Will rose to his feet and went to meet Ragetti, who was standing in the open door. Arms were folded across his chest in an attempt to look intimidating. The one eyed pirate almost looked scared, as if he knew that all three prisoners could take him. This simple fact puzzled Elizabeth. Why would they send him down alone? Why not send Bo'sun, as usual?
"Yes?" Will addressed the man as if he owned the place.
"I've got a bit of business to discuss with you and the lass.." Ragetti said hesitantly, it seemed as if he was trying to keep his voice down.
Elizabeth stepped forward and stood next to Will, lacing her arm through his.
"And that would be?"
"Not `ere.. too crowded," He nodded in Jack's direction.
"Where?" Elizabeth finally spoke, her interest now very peaked.
"Come with me.."
The two stepped out of the cell, and the door was closed and locked behind them. Jack still slept in the corner, nothing going on around him had caused him to stir at all. Elizabeth figured he'd probably had a lot of practice sleeping through difficult situations. Ragetti turned on his heel and began to walk away, Will shot a confused look at Elizabeth, who shrugged, and both followed. A lot of turns were taken, all of them made to quickly for any sort of mental note to be made, when finally they stopped in front of a door. Once they were inside the room it became obvious, by all the barrels lying on top of each other, where they were - the powder magazine.
"I want to help you two." Ragetti said, his voice a bit louder than it had been.
"What?" Will choked out, clearly in shock.
"What do you mean, help us?" Elizabeth found it very hard to believe that one of the men who had attacked Will now intended to aid them in any way.
"Shhh! Are ye tryin' to wake the others?" A finger was placed over his lips, silencing them. When a few seconds had passed, Ragetti spoke again. "They technically only need Sparrow. Yer both just here for insurance, for just incase `is blood doesn't work all by itself." He paused for a moment, letting them process what he'd just said, and then quickly added, "An` it don't sit right with me.. killin' a lady for no good reason.."
For a moment the thought that someone amongst the crew was planning to help them escape was almost a miracle. Elizabeth was ready to thank whatever deity was watching out for them, but then part of what he said hit her, 'they technically only need Sparrow..' if they were too escape, it would be without Jack. Inwardly she made up her mind immediately, they would simply have to find another way. She looked to Will, waiting for him to inform Ragetti that he was daft if he thought they'd leave without Jack, but the blacksmith didn't speak at all.
"No deal," So she spoke for him, "There's no way we are leaving without Jack," once again she paused, waiting for Will to agree, "Tell him.." she pleaded.
Will still did not answer, and he was clearly thinking. How could he even think about such a descion? It was a very simple. They weren't going anywhere without their friend. They'd saved him once before, so what was so different this time? She opened her mouth to repeat herself, but was cut off by Will.
"Elizabeth.." His voice was quiet, "What if its the only way to get you out of here?"
Clearly not hearing the whole of what he'd meant to say, Elizabeth felt anger rise.
"How can you just say that? How can you just leave him here to save yourself?" Her fists were clenched at her sides, and she was very near to having a childish tantrum. She wasn't just mad at him, she was really very shocked, Will Turner didn't have a selfish bone in his body.
"I don't care about me." He shot back, making his own voice louder than hers, "I'm simply thinking about a way to get you out of here and back home to safety."
Elizabeth suddenly felt the slightest bit of guilt, once she realized that he was only thinking of her, as usual. But she still refused to leave Jack, or Will, in the hands of death. Ragetti, who had been watching up until now, spoke up.
"You should listen to `im, poppet. Ye'll not be gettin' this chance again.. why would you give it up for Sparrow? `E's not worth it, miss."
Shifting her weight, she spun away from Will, to face the pirate. Her eyes flashed with the same rage she'd had at the inn.
"No one asked you." She spat.
Almost ready to go into a speech about how he was one of the ones that'd marooned Jack in the first place, her train of thought was interrupted. No, it was derailed. The sound of someone clearing their throat caused all three present in the room to turn their heads. Pintel and Bo'sun stood in front, a few more unrecognizable pirates stood behind them.
"Aw, you're having a party and we weren't invited?" Pintel's tone was one of mock hurt. "Naughty, naughty.."
Author's Note: By request, more Will! More Will / Elizabeth! More Will! Absolutely no Jack in this chapter! Much to my dismay.. don't worry, he'll wake up next chapter. Man needs his beauty rest. But the plot thickens a lot here, so that's good, eh?
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Once again, it was the streams of light that made their way through various holes that told Elizabeth it was day. The sun shone down on her face, causing her to open her eyes. A glance was cast at either side, and she noticed that her two companions still slept. Deciding that she should do the same while it was still possible, she closed her eyes again, but it was no use. When she'd given up on going back to sleep, Will finally stirred.
"You awake?" She spoke into the shadow, really unable to see whether he was just changing positions or not. A sleepy, "Mhm.." was her answer, and she slid over next to him.
"Good morning.." Will sounded as if he was still half way asleep, and Elizabeth felt a bit guilty for speaking to him.
"Are you feeling better?" She jumped right into the main question on her mind. Hopefully a good nights rest did him some good, it wasn't a long journey from Tortuga to Isla de Muerta, and so everyone would need to be in fighting condition as soon as possible.
"I can move without feeling like I'm going to die.. so that's a plus.." He offered a small smile, the pain that had been in his eyes since his capture had lessened.
"Thank God for small favors." Elizabeth said simply.
Will opened his mouth to answer in agreement, but was interrupted by Jack mumbling to himself as he slept. Both parties could have sworn they heard something along the lines of 'kill that bastard again..' and exchanged worried glances. From one dark corner to another it was difficult to see, only the faded ends of Jack's dirty red bandana told them who was sharing the cell.
"How's he doin'?" The concern Will had for his friend was touching, in Elizabeth's eyes.
"He'll survive.. always does." She whispered, trying to not wake the subject of their conversation, "I patched him as best I could, after you fell asleep.."
"Does patching up always include goodnight kisses?" For a man who was obviously aware that his almost wife had offered a kiss, innocent as it was, to another man, Will was suprisingly calm. He was even smiling, a wicked smile, Elizabeth decided.
"Oh, Will," She shook her head, "He was beaten and pathetic looking," No, not the right thing to say, he might think it was something more than it was, "he was only kidding... and you were supposed to be asleep."
"I know he was.." His tone turned serious for a moment, "but I also know that if you don't believe that he'd take full advantage of whatever affection you offer .. then you need to study more about pirates."
"I know.."
But he'd never push, she reminded herself of the island, and most other pirates would. She wouldn't point out that misconception to Will, it really wasn't worth it. She'd never told him of the events on the island, for whatever reason. In her mind, it was because she didn't fancy telling him that Jack had come on to her, but that didn't make much sense. Still, there was something that kept her from sharing it. That was her night of freedom, and maybe that was the real reason she kept it to herself, it was just hers. And Jack's. Marooned, with a good chance of dying, yet she'd never been as free in her entire life. Miles away from civilization and any rules at all. Even though it didn't seem to be a serious problem, she quickly apologized to Will anyway, just in case.
"You're not terribly angry with me, are you?"
The smile reappeared on Will's face, and he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"No..of course not." He hesitated, and then turned his eyes towards the sleeping Jack, "Just don't forget, that, good man or not, he is still a man, and you," Attention was turned back to Elizabeth, "are you still a beautiful woman."
She nodded, mentally adding that Jack was an attractive man. For further reassurance, she covered the hand that was resting on her shoulder with her own, and leaned in and pressed her lips to his. He wrapped his arms around her small frame and deepened the kiss, but before things could go any further, they heard the cell door creak open.
"Ahem.."
Releasing Elizabeth, Will rose to his feet and went to meet Ragetti, who was standing in the open door. Arms were folded across his chest in an attempt to look intimidating. The one eyed pirate almost looked scared, as if he knew that all three prisoners could take him. This simple fact puzzled Elizabeth. Why would they send him down alone? Why not send Bo'sun, as usual?
"Yes?" Will addressed the man as if he owned the place.
"I've got a bit of business to discuss with you and the lass.." Ragetti said hesitantly, it seemed as if he was trying to keep his voice down.
Elizabeth stepped forward and stood next to Will, lacing her arm through his.
"And that would be?"
"Not `ere.. too crowded," He nodded in Jack's direction.
"Where?" Elizabeth finally spoke, her interest now very peaked.
"Come with me.."
The two stepped out of the cell, and the door was closed and locked behind them. Jack still slept in the corner, nothing going on around him had caused him to stir at all. Elizabeth figured he'd probably had a lot of practice sleeping through difficult situations. Ragetti turned on his heel and began to walk away, Will shot a confused look at Elizabeth, who shrugged, and both followed. A lot of turns were taken, all of them made to quickly for any sort of mental note to be made, when finally they stopped in front of a door. Once they were inside the room it became obvious, by all the barrels lying on top of each other, where they were - the powder magazine.
"I want to help you two." Ragetti said, his voice a bit louder than it had been.
"What?" Will choked out, clearly in shock.
"What do you mean, help us?" Elizabeth found it very hard to believe that one of the men who had attacked Will now intended to aid them in any way.
"Shhh! Are ye tryin' to wake the others?" A finger was placed over his lips, silencing them. When a few seconds had passed, Ragetti spoke again. "They technically only need Sparrow. Yer both just here for insurance, for just incase `is blood doesn't work all by itself." He paused for a moment, letting them process what he'd just said, and then quickly added, "An` it don't sit right with me.. killin' a lady for no good reason.."
For a moment the thought that someone amongst the crew was planning to help them escape was almost a miracle. Elizabeth was ready to thank whatever deity was watching out for them, but then part of what he said hit her, 'they technically only need Sparrow..' if they were too escape, it would be without Jack. Inwardly she made up her mind immediately, they would simply have to find another way. She looked to Will, waiting for him to inform Ragetti that he was daft if he thought they'd leave without Jack, but the blacksmith didn't speak at all.
"No deal," So she spoke for him, "There's no way we are leaving without Jack," once again she paused, waiting for Will to agree, "Tell him.." she pleaded.
Will still did not answer, and he was clearly thinking. How could he even think about such a descion? It was a very simple. They weren't going anywhere without their friend. They'd saved him once before, so what was so different this time? She opened her mouth to repeat herself, but was cut off by Will.
"Elizabeth.." His voice was quiet, "What if its the only way to get you out of here?"
Clearly not hearing the whole of what he'd meant to say, Elizabeth felt anger rise.
"How can you just say that? How can you just leave him here to save yourself?" Her fists were clenched at her sides, and she was very near to having a childish tantrum. She wasn't just mad at him, she was really very shocked, Will Turner didn't have a selfish bone in his body.
"I don't care about me." He shot back, making his own voice louder than hers, "I'm simply thinking about a way to get you out of here and back home to safety."
Elizabeth suddenly felt the slightest bit of guilt, once she realized that he was only thinking of her, as usual. But she still refused to leave Jack, or Will, in the hands of death. Ragetti, who had been watching up until now, spoke up.
"You should listen to `im, poppet. Ye'll not be gettin' this chance again.. why would you give it up for Sparrow? `E's not worth it, miss."
Shifting her weight, she spun away from Will, to face the pirate. Her eyes flashed with the same rage she'd had at the inn.
"No one asked you." She spat.
Almost ready to go into a speech about how he was one of the ones that'd marooned Jack in the first place, her train of thought was interrupted. No, it was derailed. The sound of someone clearing their throat caused all three present in the room to turn their heads. Pintel and Bo'sun stood in front, a few more unrecognizable pirates stood behind them.
"Aw, you're having a party and we weren't invited?" Pintel's tone was one of mock hurt. "Naughty, naughty.."